Shu Meixiu smiled and said: "What the old man said is so godly that he has always refused to let me look at the treasured genealogy, saying that the less people know the secrets inside, the better." Until now, only your dad knows something. ”

"Did Daddy tell you secretly?" Wei Ming asked curiously.

Shu Meixiu showed a look of memory and asked, "You really want to know?" ”

"Hmm!" Wei Ming nodded heavily.

"Your father said that Yuan Tiangang had a very deep friendship with the ancestor of the Wei family, and once cured the ancestor's hidden disease with a unique aroma...... By the way, son, do you know the book "Pushing Back Pictures"? ”

Written in the Tang Dynasty, it was co-authored by Taoist priests Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, and can be called a book of prophecy.

The prophecies in it, whether it are natural disasters and man-made disasters that have not yet occurred, or the change of dynasties in later generations, as long as they are major events, they will all come true!

For thousands of years, countless people have read the gods and tried to crack the secrets, but in the end they could only learn half a scale, and at most they could use it for street fortune-telling, and they have never been able to make real progress and breakthroughs in the field of metaphysics.

Until now, no one has been able to figure out: what kind of means did Yuan Tiangang, who was in the Tang Dynasty, use to accurately predict the major events that will occur in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties?

However, in the inheritance of the Wei family, there are written records in this regard, not only mentioning the beginning and end of the writing of "Tui Bei Tu", but also the unpredictable methods of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, as well as the reason why Wei Zheng participated in the writing of the book.

All of this is buried in the genealogy treasured by the old man. It's a pity that Wei Hai never revealed it to Shu Meixiu and Wei Ming, only Wei Qing, as Wei Hai's only son, had seen the mysterious family tree. And Wei Qing secretly told Shu Meixiu in private.

Although Wei Ming graduated from the Department of Chinese and usually reads a lot of idle books, he knows nothing about "Tui Bei Tu".

"Mom, that's superstition, who usually reads that kind of broken book?"

"Superstition is unknown, but in the Wei family, it is not superstition, because there is a clear record in the genealogy......" At the moment, Shu Meixiu told his son about the relevant content one by one.

After listening to his mother's words, Wei Ming expressed shock: "Mom, is this reliable?" "Push Back Picture" still has such a secret? Hehe...... It's simply a fantasy masterpiece that I like to see! ”

When he said this, Wei Ming didn't know that compared to the drawer with a mysterious origin, "Pushing Back Picture" was nothing.

"I don't know if it's reliable or not...... The noodles are almost cold, hurry up and eat them while they are hot, don't say that they are not available. ”

"Okay!"

Three times five divided by two, Wei Ming killed a large bowl of osmanthus noodles, and paced back to his room unsatisfied.

Walking straight to the dilapidated desk, Wei Ming began to sharpen his ink, wanting to practice calligraphy, but unexpectedly found that the remaining paper was no longer enough.

So, I could only ask for help: "Mom, there are only two newspapers, and there is no place to write!" ”

"Let's write first, it's not enough, I'll remember to bring it back before dinner." seemed to feel a little vague, Shu Meixiu explained, "This time, I went to a few more departments to collect all the newspapers in the hospital to ensure that they were enough." ”

As she spoke, Shu Meixiu choked up in the kitchen.

- Life is hard! I complained about the strange disease on my body, for more than ten years, I spent countless dollars, but there was no curative effect, but it hurt the four walls of the family, and even the paper on which my son practiced calligraphy can be saved...... Sometimes, I really want to die......

Wei Ming in the room didn't know his mother's crankiness, although there was not enough paper to practice calligraphy, he just reminded him, and in his heart, he didn't complain about anything. He also knew that as a senior head nurse at the county hospital, it was still very convenient for his mother to bring some newspapers home.

Wei Ming spread out the waste newspaper, dipped it in ink, hung his right arm, and brewed for a long time, but he never saw the pen.

In fact, how could he have the heart to practice calligraphy at this time?

At this time, he was trying to communicate with the incense word in his head......

"Baby! Show up! ”

"Baby" didn't come out of the way.

"Fellow Daoist! Are you there? ”

It doesn't seem to be at the same level, and the "Taoist friends" ignore it.

"System! Let's get it on! ”

It seems that the energy is insufficient, and the "system" fails to activate.

"Grandpa! Xiaosheng is polite, please advise! ”

It doesn't seem to be an old man, and there is still a silence in his mind.

Wei Ming racked his brains, pondered hard, and exhausted all the means mentioned in the online novel, but there was still no result.

This toss took a long time, and the right arm hanging in the air was clearly sore.

Wei Ming was full of tangled emotions, and he put down his pen very unhappily, and wrote a huge block letter in the newspaper.

The strokes of the incense character are horizontal and vertical, and they are decent, but they are far from the peace and harmony required by calligraphy, but there is a hint of melancholy and unhappy artistic conception.

Wei Ming ignored his own calligraphy progress, and was about to abandon the pen, but received an extremely weak message in his mind.

[I am one of the Taoist vessels, a high-tech creation from outside the territory, and it is definitely not the old grandfather...... Activate ...... Twelve Chinese characters...... Beep-]

This dragging out a long "beep", as thin as a gnat, faint, and getting weaker and weaker, like the tail sound of a machine when it runs out of energy.

Wei Ming muttered to himself: "Dao weapon? It sounds like it's tall and magnificent! Sure enough, it's the rhythm of the sling's counterattack......"

Subsequently, no matter how Wei Ming called, there was no response from the Dao weapon, presumably until the twelve Chinese characters were activated, and no further information would be transmitted.

- Before, the Taoist device gave a hint, saying that you can use the incense drawer 10 times a day, why not try it now?

This time, the incense word drawer did not refuse, and was easily opened by Wei Ming's thoughts.

Wei Ming took a closer look and found that the original gas was gone, and there was nothing inside.

With the thought of "not entering the tiger's den, but getting the tiger", Wei Ming's thinking brazenly stepped over the drawer and jumped into the internal space of the incense word.

On the outside, the long and narrow drawers look cramped, with a volume of only a few hundred cubic centimeters at most. Who knows inside, but there is a hole in the sky.

If the pace of thinking was not deceptive, Wei Ming could be sure that the space inside was beyond imagination.

Height, to say the least, is as high as a six-story building; depth, as far as the eye can see; Width, about 12 lanes.

Being in such an empty space, Wei Ming only felt dazed and overwhelmed, so he had to turn around helplessly, wanting to leave this quiet and strange space.

At the moment when he raised his foot and crossed the threshold, he unexpectedly found that on the inner wall of the drawer door, a completely different word was written.

This character is no longer the traditional Chinese character of regular script. In terms of strokes and structure alone, it is not so much a word as a ghost drawing, and it is impossible for any Chinese person to recognize this slightly strange square character.

However, Wei Ming seems to have been born to know that as long as his mind flows slightly between the strokes, he can distinguish that this is a special form of the incense character, which is called the incense character.

The incense character seems to have its own thinking, and while receiving Wei Ming's consciousness, he gives a test question.

[Users are asked to describe the text inheritance related to the incense character and attach their own understanding.] Tip: Try to submit words that are widely circulated. 】

Wei Ming pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth to recite the "Mountain Garden Xiaomei" that he was familiar with.

Zhongfang shook off the solitary beauty, and occupied the wind to the small garden.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul.

Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for a gold bottle of sandalwood.

This is a poem by Lin Kui in the Song Dynasty, in which the two sentences of the jaw couplet are the eternal swan song of Yongmei, which is praised by future generations.

Among them, the key words of the question - sparse shadows, horizontal slopes, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance, floating moon dusk, Wei Ming pronounced it with an accent.

After Wei Ming finished singing, he recalled the artistic conception of the whole poem, and before he could say his understanding of the poem, a strange scene unfolded in front of him......

The cold winter is cold, and the flowers are withering.

The unique plum blossom faces the cold wind, blooms proudly, and is proudly fragrant.

It does not have the rich atmosphere of peony, nor the rich fragrance of peach and plum, but it looks clear and beautiful, noble and dignified, and secluded.

Its style and bones seem to be in perfect harmony with the flower admirers standing on the edge of the plum tree.

At this moment, Wei Ming is like a ghost, turning into a plum blossom in the poem and a flower admirer in the poem.

This situation shows that Wei Ming's understanding of the poems has reached an extreme level.

INTERVIEWER It turns out that the so-called "attaching understanding" is not an oral description, but a concrete interpretation with a sense of substitution and a sense of imagery.

Wei Ming's line of sight penetrated the plum blossoms, penetrated the flower admirers, and finally stopped at the incense characters, and found that on the incense characters that were as black as ink, there was a streamer of unknown origin, slowly flowing by.

In a moment, the surface of the entire incense character is entwined with a wisp of mist that seems to be there and nothing, giving people a vivid and lively feeling.

As if he had a heart in his heart, Wei Ming made persistent efforts and continued to submit the poems that had been recited in history to the incense characters.

Li Bai's emotion: "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. ”

Su Shi's aria: "The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy." ”

The chrysanthemum of the Yellow Nest: "The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor." ”

Wei Ming is a major in the Chinese department, and he has the indoctrination and supervision of his grandfather when he is young, and he is familiar with the familiar Tang poetry and Song lyrics.

By the time he submitted twenty-four written poems with incense characters in a row and overfulfilled the task, the entire incense characters had taken on a new look.

The black and bright strokes are not only crystal clear, round and full, but also emitting bursts of ink fragrance, as if they have life, and the whole character comes to life!

At the same time, Wei Ming's mind received a large amount of information from Xiang Zi, which was exactly the instruction manual he needed.

After a moment, Wei Ming exited the world of drawers and returned to reality.

He was very excited, and immediately walked into the kitchen, took down a jar of osmanthus candy from the kitchen cabinet, held it tightly with both hands, and condensed a consciousness in his mind - [Fragrance and Cohesion]

Shu Meixiu, who was still busy with housework in the kitchen, looked at her pious son and asked confusedly: "Osmanthus candy is not a treasure, why do you close your eyes and smell it?" ”

Of course, Shu Meixiu didn't know that her son was testing the specific function of incense characters, and he succeeded!

The sign of success is that there is an extra halo in the internal space of the incense word drawer, which is the osmanthus fragrance contained in osmanthus sugar.

- Sure enough, you don't have to swallow it, you can cohesive!

Wei Mingxi smiled and said mysteriously: "Mom, the aroma in the osmanthus candy made me absorb it all in one go!" ”

Where is Shu Xiumei willing to believe? Grabbing the jar, bringing it to the tip of your nose and inhaling gently......

"Huh? How can it be! There is no trace of fragrance? It's strange, when I cooked the noodles just now, it was still fragrant! ”

Shu Meixiu still didn't believe in evil, picked up the spoon, scooped a small bite, and tasted it carefully: "It's okay, the sweetness is still there." ”

"Mom, what's the use of just having a sweet smell and no fragrance? In my opinion, it's better to throw it away! ”

Shu Meixiu shook her head and sighed: "You, you don't know how expensive oil and salt are if you don't belong to your family!" I don't have much money left at home, so let's settle for it! They all blame me for having a strange disease, and over the years, I have suffered your father and son! ”

Wei Ming hurriedly comforted: "Mom, everything has a son, the situation will definitely improve!" Huaxia can't be governed, let's go to the United States! Wait until the next time Dad comes home, let's discuss it! ”

Wei Ming's father, because of the bankruptcy and bankruptcy of a state-owned enterprise a few years ago, went to work in other places to make money, and went home once a month.

The reason why Wei Ming has not been employed for more than half a year after graduating from university, and takes care of Shu Meixiu at home, so as to avoid the recurrence of strange diseases and accidents, is the main reason.

Now, Wei Ming has a change in his mind, with the word incense, if he wants to make money to go to the United States for treatment, it should no longer be an unattainable luxury.

"I'm afraid that I don't have so much money to go to the United States, and I'm afraid that the United States will not be able to cure strange diseases, alas, ......" Shu Meixiu was sad and sighed.

"Mom, be strong! I'm here for everything! Wei Ming was full of confidence, but in his heart, he was muttering.

——The mysterious word incense can not only cohesive the aroma, but also release the aroma externally, but you have to think of an idea to solve the economic problem......